[At some point, Atsushi had started hugging himself, fingers digging tightly into his arms. It's Nogiku's questioning that drags him away from those dark memories that are threatening to spill over.]
Sorry-
[His voice cracks, so he has to clear his throat and start again.]
I'm- I didn't mean for you to see something like that.
[That, at least, has given Atsushi some kind of closure from everything that happened in the past.]
I thought that, when he died, I could finally start to move on from everything that happened. But he only died a couple weeks before I was brought here.
[Which has brought its own kind of trauma instead.]
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Date: 2022-03-20 05:19 am (UTC)Sorry-
[His voice cracks, so he has to clear his throat and start again.]
I'm- I didn't mean for you to see something like that.
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Date: 2022-03-20 03:28 pm (UTC)It's okay.
[Quietly. A little gently and apologetic.]
I'm sorry I couldn't look away. [And then, with something else lacing her tone—] Is that damn bastard still alive?
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Date: 2022-03-20 03:36 pm (UTC)[That, at least, has given Atsushi some kind of closure from everything that happened in the past.]
I thought that, when he died, I could finally start to move on from everything that happened. But he only died a couple weeks before I was brought here.
[Which has brought its own kind of trauma instead.]
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Date: 2022-03-21 01:41 am (UTC)[She does not seem to be joking about this. Her gaze softens, a moment later.]
What awful timing, huh...? You deserved the time to recuperate and move on from your past.